When Shen Feiluan got closer, he realized that it was Yan Shanshan who thought that Liu Pianran couldn't get on the stage, and the little family made a pie and pushed her to the ground.

Between the words, he looked down on Liu Pianran.

Although the Prime Minister's Mansion and the Rongguo Mansion do not deal with each other, because the Eighth Prince regards Shen Feiluan as something in his pocket, the two families have always maintained a superficial peace.

Yan Shanshan was influenced by the elders in the family, and she didn't necessarily like Shen Feiluan much, but she didn't look down on Liu Pianran, who robbed her cousin's sweetheart.

The open and secret battles between the nobles and daughters of Yedu have always been to fight for family power, character and talent, and no one will use some dirty methods.

This Liu Pianran is a clean, gentle and pure little white rabbit among men, but in the eyes of the nobles of Yedu, she is a proper hypocritical white lotus.

I really don't want to have anything to do with the Eighth Prince, if I was so pure and immaculate, I should have been killed when I was humiliated by that group of beggars in Sheng'an Temple.

It's only been half a month, and she's like a nobody, so swaggering, and her psychological quality is not ordinarily strong.

In other words, the skin is thicker than the city walls.

I don't know what my father means, so I have to write a post for her myself.

"Sang Yu, let's go over there!"

I don't want to look at the results of this poem, but Liu Pianran's writing is amazing, and she will meet friends with poetry, becoming the most unexpected and amazing leader tonight.

It was also a moment when Murong Zhai was really emotional about Liu Pianran.

This garden in the Prime Minister's Mansion is built very large, rockeries and flowing water, pavilions and pavilions, and there are good scenery everywhere.

The moonlight is excellent tonight, there are no eyesore, and even the air is a little sweeter.

Wait a minute!

This taste......

"Plop—"

Behind him, Sang Yu suddenly fell to the ground, unconscious, and Shen Feiluan was about to call for help, but was covered with a handkerchief by several mothers-in-law who suddenly rushed out.

The sweetness burrowed into her nose and quickly made her unconscious.

The jade pendant on her waist had been untied by her, and when several mothers-in-law carried her away, the jade pendant fell into the grass.

"Where did Luan'er go?"

"Let's go over there and relax!"

Yang Xinyun rolled her eyes at the talkative Liu Pianran, squinted her eyes and said, "Sister Yue, we have to help Luan'er keep an eye on it and see what the hell this woman and the Eighth Prince are doing?" Did you hook up a long time ago? ”

Because just now she heard Yan Shanshan tell her friend that it was Prime Minister Yan who asked her to write a post for Liu Pianran.

How could the prime minister of a country pay attention to a small person like Liu Pianran?

But if the Eighth Prince deliberately confessed, it may not be.

Isn't Prime Minister Yan the person of the Eighth Prince?

Jing Yue felt that she was reasonable, and she also stood at the front of the crowd, her eyes looking back and forth between the Eighth Prince and Liu Pianran without blinking.

At this moment, Liu Pianran's delicate brows frowned slightly, and he took a pen and wrote a poem with the title of "Moon" on the paper.

"The darker moonlight is half a family, and the Beidou is dry and the South is oblique. Tonight, I know that the spring is warm, and the sound of insects is new through the green curtain. ”

"Good, good, good! Twenty has eight characters that are not available, and the word "through" is very wonderful, and the poet should be this quatrain. ”

Immediately, a talented man who is good at making poetry stepped forward and commented: "Miss, this poem is exquisite, and the realm is far away." With concise and concise brushstrokes, it expresses a quiet and quiet artistic conception, which is really wonderful. ”

Many people who looked at her with strange eyes at the beginning and speculated about her with the worst thoughts have changed their opinion of her.

How bad can a person who can make a poem with this kind of artistic conception be?

"Since Miss Liu won, shouldn't Miss Yan apologize?"

"Why did she win?"

Yan Shanshan pushed out her little sister next to her: "Let her compare with Xiuxiu, Xiuxiu is the leader of our last poetry meeting." ”

The women's and men's competitions are not in one place, the women play more with each other, and they are all poems with beautiful rhetoric, and the men's fighting poems are on the other side, much more intense than this side.

Today's poetry club is not all here to fight poetry, there are many people who come to see each other, and there are naturally more people on the women's side.

After the little girl named Xiuxiu was pushed out, she was a little shy and said, "Miss Liu, then let's use Chunjiang and Huayue as words!" ”

Liu Pianran nodded, and wrote after thinking for a moment: "The tide of the Spring River is even with the sea, and the bright moon on the sea is born together. Thousands of miles with the waves, where there is no moon in the spring river. ”

There was a moment of silence in the crowd, followed by fierce applause.

"Miss Liu is really the first talented woman in this Yedu, and the poems she wrote are twists and turns, turning into boudoir thoughts, the more euphemistic and subtle her words are, and the ones who are extremely interesting are really everyone."

"Miss Liu is the leader, and she deserves it."

Yan Shanshan was angry: "Xiuxiu, hurry up!" ”

The delicate little girl bit her lip and blushed, but she still said with difficulty: "I lost, I can't make more exquisite poems than her." ”

"Miss Yan." Liu Pianran raised his head a little arrogantly: "You lost, please apologize to me for your recklessness just now." ”

is neither humble nor arrogant, and looks more literati.

The words came out of her own mouth, and Yan Shanshan said angrily in line with the personal maid: "Didn't you hear Miss Liu ask you to apologize?" ”

The maid stepped forward: "Miss Liu, I'm sorry, Fang is the slave didn't see the road clearly, and hit you, I hope you have a lot of adults, don't worry about the slave and the maid." ”

"You ......"

Liu Pianran's eyes were red, and she seemed to have been greatly humiliated.

Yan Shanshan crossed her arms and looked at her coldly: "It's almost there, don't get cheap here and sell well, you said I pushed you, did anyone see it?" ”

She looked around, and the eyes she bumped into were all angry.

Xiangguo's daughter, where can they afford to offend......

"Since no one saw it, then no, I asked the maid to apologize to you, you have no reason to make trouble."

The eyes of the crowd were attracted by the bustle here, and an ordinary face that was too ordinary to remember withdrew and went to a secluded place.

There was the sound of water rippling in his ears, and a strong smell of tung oil was pungent, Shen Feiluan opened his eyes slowly, and his whole body had no strength.

There was a sore feeling of being pinched by a finger on her chin, and she lowered her eyes to see an arrogant and ridiculous face.

"Shen Feiluan, aren't you very spirited? How did it end up in my hands? ”

Because there were still injuries on his face from Shen Feiluan, which were bruised and purple, and his slightly exaggerated expression made him gasp in pain.

Seeing that Shen Feiluan didn't speak, he took out the dagger on his waist and put it against her face: "Tut-tut, it's really a flower-like face, you said that if I scratch your face, can you still seduce a man?" ”

"I'm good-looking, I know, you're ugly, you know?"

"I'm still hard-mouthed when I'm dying." Yuan Renkun raised the dagger and stabbed her right cheek.

The angle and strength are not like to disfigure her, but to want her life.

The smell of danger came to his face, and the muscles on his face tensed......